Yesterday was Cheryl's and my 41st wedding anniversary. We had all the kids here for dinner, except for Marisa and Ben, and had a nice evening. This morning I took Amy to the airport for a 7:30 flight back to Los Angeles. It was great having her here but much too short. Afterward I went to Larry Voight's for the weekly Tuesday meeting. Jim Redyke was there and during the course of conversation we got to reminiscing about the night on their last visit to Honduras when we sat around our dining room table at the Mission Center and sang hymns. It was their last night; we were having hurricane conditions, and the electricity had gone out. We had debated going to a hotel near the airport so that if conditions worsened they would still have a chance to get out. As we sat at the table in the candle light Larry began to play a hymn on his iPod. Someone began to sing, others joined in and we ended up spending an hour and a half singing hymns, praying and praising the Lord. We never did go to the hotel. We left for the airport earlier than usual next morning and all was well. This was one of those unplanned events that could never be duplicated.